Chapter 397 Shi's long eyebrows and myself...

  The black Bentley drove into the Jing’s old house.

  Uncle Li stood in front of the old man’s bedroom window and saw Jing Jihan’s car coming back. He turned around and walked to the old man’s recliner and whispered: "Mr. Jing is back."

   "Huh?" The old man was lying on his aunt, with a thin blanket on his lap, and an old photo album on the blanket, half-asleep and half-awake squinted at Uncle Li: "Who's back?"

  Uncle Li smiled and said, "Mr. Jing."

  The old man heard clearly this time, and closed his eyes and said nothing.

  Uncle Li did not force him to wake him up.

  The 80-something old man is considered tough and healthy among old people of the same age. Apart from the worsening of his legs and feet in the past two years, there is nothing wrong with him.

  But recently, because I heard that the old lady came back from Singapore, this old man has been cruel for more than ten years. In the end, he still often touches the scene and sighs in a daze. He doesn't know whether he wants his grandson or his wife.

After all, because of his old stubborn bad temper and that old generation of male chauvinism, he sent the old lady directly to Singapore for retirement. They divorced since their sixties and now, these two old men have already I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, or even nearly 20 years, and they are all alive and well, but even if no one contacts anyone, it is considered that the other party has already landed.

In fact, in recent years, the old man’s temper has softened a lot. Unlike many years ago, he wanted to get an arranged marriage and settled Mr. Jing and the second young master. After all, he couldn’t hold back these two grandchildren, so the old man got married. I didn't force it anymore.

  Especially in the case of Su two years ago, although the old man didn't think he was too cruel, he just kept the bottom line for the Jing family.

  But this family is now getting more and more deserted.

This is a big Jing family. From the time when the two sons went to the imperial capital and the other to England, the old lady also went abroad to die forever. Now, if it weren’t for Mr. Jing and the people of Jing Luozhou, they were still there. Jiang Shi, even if he doesn't come back, he can still meet him. This old man can really be called a lonely man.

  Now who is back, or who hasn’t, his old man is numb. He listens to music every day and basks in the sun. It doesn’t matter to him.

   But since I heard that the old lady came back from Singapore, it seems that it was because of the migration of the old lady’s ancestral graves. Otherwise, it would not be possible to return to Singapore at such an old age, but this time I came back, but I did not worry about returning to Singapore.

  After the old man heard about this, he said coldly on the surface that the old woman was not dead yet? An attitude that has nothing to do with Lao Tzu.

But in fact, recently, I can’t help asking the servants to turn over albums from decades ago, and occasionally look at those old photos. A person huddled on a recliner and turned all the operas on the radio into the sad ones. first.

  Jing Jihan entered the door and heard the babble in the old man’s room, Uncle Li quickly reached out and turned off the old man’s baby radio.

   "Mr. Jing." Uncle Li smiled and greeted respectfully: "Didn't the second young master come back with him?"

   "No reply." Jing Jihan glanced faintly at the old man's appearance that he was awake but closed his eyes too lazy to open, but did not walk over, only saw an old photo album on his lap.

  "The second youngster has also come back in the past two years, and 80% of them have become accustomed to being wild again." Uncle Li said: "Mr. Jing staying at home tonight? I'm going to ask Xiaohui to prepare dinner?"

   "No, I heard that the old man was a little confused recently. I will come back to see. The company has a regular meeting in the afternoon and I will go back before three o'clock."

"You're so **** confused!" Old man Jing opened his eyes suddenly, cursed with a dissatisfaction on his face, and snorted again: "Listen to this tone, that kid Jing Luozhou is talking nonsense to you again? Where am I confused? Living to such an old age, you don’t even have a brain stem, and you have a good memory. Even when you were two years old, you ran at home and fell into the grass pit in the back garden clearly!"

As he said, the old man glanced at the man standing in front of the door again: "This is not New Year's Day. It's rare to come back specially. Are you afraid that I will die alone at home and no one will watch? Have you angered me? Don’t come back because of your ability!"

   "Old man..." Uncle Li twitched his mouth, and quickly tried to persuade the old man's stubborn temper: "You can say a few words less..."

  Master Jing’s tough spirit, as if he could take a cane in the next second to jump over and beat people, he was indeed very healthy, and there was nothing serious about it.

  As a result, Mr. Jing kicked his legs when he was talking, and the album on the blanket suddenly fell to the ground.

  The only photo of Jing Jihan when he was a child in the album is on it. The beautiful and cute facial features of his childhood are very clear under the light of the bedroom.

  Uncle Li hurried over to pick up the album, but the album fell near Jing Jihan's feet and was picked up by him.

Seeing that what Jing Jihan was in was a photo of himself when he was a child, Uncle Li walked over and took a look, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, you were very principled when you were young. No one can force you to do things you don't want to do, even the photos. I don’t want to take it. I have taken few photos since I was a child. I think the few photos are in Nanshan Bieyuan. This album was opened by Xiaohui a few days ago, but I didn’t expect that there are also photos of you. Now, this should be about four or five years old, the childishness has not disappeared, and the small face is white and round, so cute."

  "Cute fart, show me, why didn't I see a picture of him when he was a kid?" The old man Jing raised his chin and glanced at the photo album with displeased expression.

  Uncle Li glanced at the old man: “That’s when you only looked at the front page of the photo with the old lady all day, and you didn’t turn to the back at all...”

  The old man immediately raised his face: "I fell asleep before I even read a few pages. What pictures do I look at? Old things that are almost half cut in the soil, what's so beautiful?"

  Jing Jihan looked at his photos at that time calmly.

  He does never look at these things. If he has an impression of his childhood photos, he won’t be able to see how much his eyebrows look like when he hasn’t seen it for so long.

  Uncle Li didn’t know what Jing Jihan was thinking, he reached out and took the album back, and handed it back to the old man.

Grandpa Jing squinted his eyes and took a closer look, then suddenly picked up the reading glasses on the small table next to the recliner and looked at it carefully, then raised his eyes to look at Jing Jihan, and then looked back and forth like this. , Sneered: "I still looked good when I was a child, but I grew up with a straight face all day long."

Uncle Li smiled and said: "Mr. Jing didn’t like to laugh very much when he was young. At that time, he was stubborn all day long. The second master especially liked to be naughty and mischievous in front of him. Every time he was thrown by Mr. Jing. Coming in front of you, I feel terribly disgusted with my brother."

  (End of this chapter)